Chapter 28
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Cassie
Too much information. Too many tabs open in my mind that I need to exit out of as soon as fucking possible before I ruin what we have for good. All the fear I felt minutes ago comes crashing down around me, burning to nothing except guilt and shame.
"You're afraid of us. How could you think we would hurt you?"
Those were Ripley's words. If anyone else had said them, I bet it wouldn't have felt like I was getting shot in the heart. The last person I ever want to hurt is my slightly unhinged, sweet Ripley.
What I heard was my worst scenario, and I created Ripley’s in the aftermath.
I can barely read the words on the business card through my anguished tears, but I believe Maddy. They're good men, no matter how gray they need to be to keep their club safe.
Even pitch black, I think I'd still love them if it were for a good cause.
I'm content with Ripley torturing someone in the basement of the clubhouse as long as they deserved it from a moral perspective.
I was shocked, hurt, and scared when I heard their conversation.
Hearing that Koa was in possession of drugs from the man they told me wanted me dead was like a gut punch I didn't see coming.
He's always been my reliable, fun-loving supporter.
To find out his switch could flip so drastically stole the breath from my lungs.
Then Maddy said he wanted to lock me away. He's the biggest of my guys, so if he truly wanted to hold me captive and torture me for the rest of my life, there would have been no escape for me.
Hearing their hurt sends my fight-or-flight crashing to the bottom of the ocean of my tears. How could you think we would hurt you?
How could I?
"Cassie, Koa's going to love you now while we keep talking. What's your color?"
What's my color? How is that a question right now? I need them to make this feeling go away. Truly, I thought my dream had come true, only to be blown to shreds downstairs. Of fucking course I want Koa to help me mend my broken heart.
"Green."
Koa's surprised intake of breath draws my attention, this time for a different reason than judgment and hurt. How could I think this kind, funny man would be anything other than what he shows me each day?
The bobbing of his throat makes mine close over with feelings, keeping me from expressing my apologies. His bright blue eyes hold so much emotion, only darkened by his sharp black eyebrows and dark scruff.
I don't know what I would say if I could. Sorry? But they should be sorry too. This misunderstanding was a bad one caused by both parties. I should have asked my questions weeks ago instead of living in la la land where everything was perfect.
The business card hits the bed at the same time Koa dives on me. One arm bands around my back and the other cradles my head as we collapse onto the bed, his mouth devouring mine without preamble. Just how I need it.
All I can do is pull him closer with my legs wrapped around his waist and submit to his claim. "Koa," I whimper, wanting him to stay right where he is. He trails kisses down my jaw and throat, ignoring my pleas.
"Shh, sweet girl," Maddy coos, lying down beside me now. "Koa wants to taste you while we chat."
Heat swirls near my belly button as Koa teases his tongue around the sensitive area. "Let me show you how much I love you, baby. I'll prove to you that I am worthy of your trust. I swear it."
Damn it. I'm fucking crying as this sexy man pulls my shorts and panties down my thighs. The sob that breaks free from my trembling lips hits at the swipe of his tongue through my folds.
Why? Why must I be crying while I'm getting good head?
A watery chuckle slips out as I realize Koa just told me he loves me. An MC president loves me... "I love you, Koa," I whisper. He practically glows at my admission, then gets back to devouring me.
"Alright, you just relax, but while our man is making you feel good you have one task, okay?" Maddy murmurs, tickling his fingers along my temple. "Really soak in my words and our actions for the next hour. And don't ever let them go."
"And no coming," Parker chimes in like a fucking dick. "Because naughty little sluts who eavesdrop don't get orgasms."
Unintentionally, I snarl at him quietly, only for my eyes to roll back into my head. Koa slips a thick finger inside me and curls it just right. The way his plump lips suck on my clit has sparks shooting through my spine, arching my back like, well, Parker's slut.
Fuck I love the way they all treat me differently. They match every desire I have. Turns out being a complex woman with a variety of needs works well with multiple men.
I expect Maddy to go off on a rant while I'm battling my body's desire to fly over the edge on Koa's tongue, but it's actually Ripley who slides in on my empty side. "Pet," he whispers, reaching for me.
"Rip!" I gasp, pussy clenching on the finger inside me. Ripley plucks my nipple through my white tank top.
Long black hair hangs between us as he stares into my soul.
Before he opens his mouth, I know he's going to beg me to believe him.
I already do. "Please, please, Kitty, ask before you assume next time.
We would never ever hurt you or put you in harm's way.
We're building a life of safety and happiness for you. I swear. Please believe me."
Unable to contain my sigh of pleasure, I rock against Koa's face. I want more. With one hand gripping Koa's hair, I cup Ripley's cheek and give him all of me. "I believe you. I'm sorry for doubting this. And—" Shit. "I love you, Ripley."
The gasp and widening of Ripley's eyes would be comical on him if this weren't such a pivotal moment. "I love you," he snarls, capturing my mouth in a kiss I'll never question again.
Each scrape of his scruff around my lips paired with Koa's increased enthusiasm between my thighs sends me higher. A familiar slight burn on my scalp heightens my pleasure as Parker arches my neck back and away from Ripley.
Ripley doesn't skip a beat, just yanks my tank top down and latches onto my nipple, giving it a firm suck. "OH!" Tingles shoot every which way, but I can't come. Not yet. Parker said no.
Mouth open, panting with exertion, tiny whimpers slipping free, I wait for Parker to give me permission. Maddy nibbles on my left shoulder, offering praise and encouraging words that are so at odds with the cocky look on Parker's face.
"Please, Parker. I want to c-come."
His hand flexes in my hair. "Oh, are you the sweet girl Maddy thinks you are right now? How about you tell me what you really want? No filter, Cassie. Give me your best."
Damn him. My cheeks burn with embarrassment, but I throw myself into his order and tell them all explicitly what I want them to do to me.
"Ripley, watch me take two more of Koa’s fingers.
Koa, help me open for Parker's cock before I take what I want from him.
Maddy, fucking mark me like you mean it.
I want everyone to know I'm your property.
" Maddy growls like a feral beast at my use of an MC term.
"And Parker," I moan his name and lick my lips.
"I want to come with your cock in my mouth as I lube it up for my pussy. "
Curses fly around the room as Parker shuffles to get undressed. I've given it all I can, and with them doing everything I ask, I'm losing my cool really fucking fast.
"Suck me, dirty slut," Parker demands, slipping his cock head between my lips, leaving sticky precum as the hottest lipstick I've ever worn.
The moment the weight of him presses against my tongue, I can't control how my body stiffens and my muscles clench. I'm gonna come.
"Such a good girl," Maddy moans in my ear, punctuating his statement with a firm bite against my earlobe.
"Come on Koa's face, right fucking now," Parker grits out, and like the good girl Maddy thinks I am, I listen.
Parker keeps his cock in my mouth as waves and waves of pleasure rip through me.
If I weren't completely boneless, I might do more than gag on the thick intrusion.
As my sensitivity ramps up to Koa's slurping licks, Parker finally pulls back, dick still hard, allowing me to heave lungfuls of air. I swear I almost blacked the fuck out.
Ripley moans, petting my bare chest. "Damn, Kitty."
"You did so good, baby." Koa peppers my thighs and knees with kisses.
"Perfect," Maddy and Parker mutter at the same time.
Completely wrung out between the four of them, I slowly come back to the real world where I remember all the shit that just went down. What a mess. I hate feeling like I'm at fault when my mind says hell no. They kept shit from me. But I never asked the important questions.
"Fuck, why is she crying?" Ripley sounds scared, drawing a small laugh out of me again. Turning my blurry attention to him, I smile at his wide-eyed stare.
"I just feel guilty, my love."
Like every other time I call Ripley that, he turns into a puddle of goo. Slumping forward, he lays his head on my stomach and gazes up at me like I hung the moon.
"I think we all feel guilty," Maddy comments, running his hands through my hair like I'm doing with Ripley. "Now let's talk, because I definitely got distracted."
The energy in the room charges in the opposite direction. I want someone's dick in me, not a heart-to-heart. The easier, sexier route will do less damage to my feelings.
"We're all madly in love with you, Cassidy," Maddy proclaims, hearts in his eyes as he stares down at me.
Ripley goes next, adding on to Maddy's statement with the reminder that he's been stalking me. "I’ve loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you seven years ago. You were skipping down the street into the tattoo shop after Maddox spent the night for the first time."
"You posted a photo on Instagram around the same time. Your hair blended in with the sunset and your smile..." Koa trails off, with a sweet smile. "I loved you then, and I love you now."
The silence is deafening. All of us bite our tongues for the last man to say he feels the same. As the clock ticks by, I have to accept that he might not be there yet.
Can Parker ever love me?